Chapter 027 Chapter 27

7 minutes later, the special service plane arrived at Jingbei Hospital on time.

At this time, the police who arrived earlier had surrounded and blocked the entire Jingbei Hospital.

Most of the people have been evacuated.

Layers of cordon were set up outside the hospital.

The unaware onlookers were kept outside the cordon. When they saw the Black Tower special service plane emerge from between the buildings, they all raised their mobile phone cameras.

As the dark black secret service plane landed, a strong wind blew up from the flat ground.

The strong wind blew all over everyone's face, forcing them to turn their heads to the side and raise their hands to block the wind.

"Who are they? Public Security? Special Police? Flying Tigers?"

"Where did the Flying Tigers come from in Beijing? Have you watched too many Hong Kong movies?"

"I haven't seen it, but did you see the words printed on the fuselage? Black Tower! Hey! It sounds very powerful! I guess it's some mysterious organization!"

"Oh wow, this mysterious organization is quite wealthy! See the envious look on that police officer's face?"

"Look, people are coming down!"

The door of the secret service plane opened and five people got off the plane one after another.

A middle-aged man in a public security police uniform stepped forward.

Judging from the shoulder straps, which showed a silver olive branch and three four-pointed stars, he was a first-class police inspector.

The man saluted Li Zhou and the others and said, "Hello. I've already spoken with Director Zhou Qi of the Black Tower. The evacuation here isn't complete yet and will take approximately fifteen minutes. Please wait."

Li Zhou nodded to show his understanding.

Hospitals are not like other public places. When the alarm sounds, everyone can just put down what they are holding and leave.

When the incident happened, there were probably many operations being performed. How could he just put down the scalpel and run away?

Not to mention the critically ill patients in the ICU and EICU. Moving them is also a huge project.

Yes, in this situation, if they rush in, it might cause even greater trouble.

Although it was understandable, Wang Xiangyi became extremely anxious when he thought that his wife was still inside.

A pair of red eyes almost stared through the hospital building.

Xia Meng felt a little sorry watching from the side.

Old Wang is already quite old, but he never expected that after worrying about his apprentice in the morning, he would have to worry about his wife's safety in the afternoon.

Even his strong body can't withstand such torture.

She pulled Wang Xiangyi and said, "Master, it's already afternoon. You were so busy coming to see me that you didn't have time to eat lunch, right? Let's go and fill our stomachs first."

Wang Xiangyi was reluctant to leave at first, but Xia Meng pulled him away with force.

Not far away.

There is a breakfast shop diagonally opposite the hospital gate, which is usually open until 2:30 in the afternoon.

The store sells a wide variety of snacks, including steamed buns, fried dough sticks, millet porridge, fried rice, fried noodles, and pan-fried buns. Occasionally, when the boss is in a good mood, he will also sell some nourishing medicinal foods, specially for hospital patients to replenish their bodies after surgery.

Xia Meng’s favorite dishes are pan-fried dumplings and soup dumplings from this restaurant.

I have been eating it since my freshman year until I graduated from graduate school.

I've already become familiar to the boss.

Xia Meng: "Boss, two trays of xiaolongbao, ten shengjianbao, and three bowls each of soy milk and tofu pudding."

The boss poked his head out the window and, seeing her, said, "Hey!" familiarly, "You're here. Are you skipping class or work today?"

Xia Meng was followed by Wang Xiangyi and a few others.

Wang Xiangyi glanced at her reflexively.

Xia Meng was helpless when asked: "Boss, can you please hope for me?"

Then he pointed behind him and said, "In front of my teacher, can you please give me some face?"

The boss said bluntly, "You're so thick-skinned, do you really need others to save face for you? Didn't you say those words yourself? If the teacher was a good teacher, you wouldn't skip class, would you?"

Xia Meng sighed helplessly: "With your unique craftsmanship in Beijing, there's a reason why you haven't opened a global chain yet."

He is sharp-tongued and loves to sabotage others.

If she wasn't thick-skinned, which customer would be willing to patronize her business and be scolded?

Xia Meng quickly changed the subject.

If she continued talking, Wang Xiangyi would probably beat her up.

After all, she was the one who skipped his classes the most back then. If she hadn't remembered to bring a box of steamed buns back home to honor him every time she skipped class, she would definitely have failed his class.

Several people chose a long table in the store and sat down.

Soon, everything Xia Meng ordered was served.

Xia Meng picked up the pan-fried bun and took a bite.

Crispy yet soft, salty yet fresh.

Wang Xiangyi had no appetite and didn't even move his chopsticks.

The same is true for Ou Xu.

Xia Meng directly picked up a steamed dumpling and put it on the plate in front of him: "Eat, only when you are full can you have the energy to worry about Master's wife, right? Master, don't wait for me to rescue Master's wife and then you collapse."

Then he picked up a steamed dumpling for Ou Xu as well: "You too, you need to eat well to have the energy to work."

Although the two of them had only been in Huo Qingyu's mental image for three hours, two days had passed subjectively for them.

They had hardly eaten anything in the past two days, and Xia Meng was already starving.

During the ten minutes or so of evacuating the crowd, she wasted no time and quickly replenished herself.

Ou Xu picked up the steamed bun, but really had no appetite, so he put it down.

He looked at Xia Meng enviously: "You have such a good attitude. I don't know what kind of situation you will encounter in a while, but you can still eat."

"It's because I don't know what I'll encounter next." Xia Meng said as a matter of course, stuffing the remaining half of the pan-fried bun into her mouth, chewing it, and speaking unclearly, "Who knows what the situation is inside? Of course I have to adjust myself to the best condition and be prepared for any eventuality. That way, I won't panic when something happens. Master, don't you agree?"

Wang Xiangyi sighed, slowly picked up the steamed bun in front of him and ate it.

As for Li Zhou and Su Fangxiao, they had already started eating on their own without Xia Meng's urging or persuasion.

Both of them are experienced field workers who have experienced many big scenes.

I know that what Xia Meng said is right.

Li Zhou doesn't eat much.

Su Fangxiao had a good appetite and finished a tray of dumplings in no time. He turned around and called out to the boss, "Boss! Two more trays of dumplings! I want the ones with crab roe!"

Boss: “Okay!”

Ou Xu looked at her silently: "You have a good appetite."

Su Fangxiao scooped up the tofu pudding in front of him and said casually, "Well, I just got back from duty. I haven't eaten in two days."

Ah this.

Ou Xu suddenly felt a little guilty.

She had just returned from a mission and hadn't even had time to drink a sip of water when she rushed over to go to the scene with them. He actually confronted her like this.

He is such a piece of shit!

Su Fangxiao: "Well, I just ate a few packets of Black Tower's special nutrient solution and compressed biscuits. They were quite delicious. I'll get you a few packets later."

Ou Xu: “…”

Never mind, he didn't need to sympathize with her.

…

Fifteen minutes later.

Beijing North Hospital was cleared successfully.

The entire 500-meter radius around Beijing North Hospital was cleared.

Only those innocent people who were involved and fell into a coma were left in the hospital and were taken care of by special people.

Xia Meng and others passed through the heavy cordon and entered the hospital gate.

Two fully armed policemen walked out of the hospital lobby.

They wore full sets of isolation suits, which were tighter than what astronauts wore when walking in space.

They saluted Xia Meng and others.

"Everyone, please be prepared. Once you enter this door, you will enter the area covered by pollution."

The public security department called this strange disease a source of pollution.

It sounds a bit inappropriate, but there is no more appropriate way to put it at the moment.

The four nodded.

Xia Meng stood at the door and looked behind her.

Wang Xiangyi was isolated outside the cordon and looked over with concern.

Just a few minutes ago, he was suggesting that he go in too.

It was Xia Meng who desperately held him back.

No one knows what's going on inside.

According to the progress synchronized on the scene, seventeen sentinels, three guides, and more than one hundred and fifty ordinary people have been involved.

Among them, two sentinels, one guide, and five ordinary people have entered a high-risk state - their vital activities have decreased and their brain reaction ability has weakened.

In other words, if they cannot be brought out in time, they will probably never wake up again, just like the sentinels in the guide center who are almost in a vegetative state.

But fortunately, Bai Rou, her master's wife, is in good health so far.

Four people entered the hospital lobby.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see four or five staff members who are also fully armed and are arranging the unconscious person they brought down from upstairs.

The police drone quietly flew in the air above the hall so that people outside could get a firsthand look at the situation inside.

The unconscious sentries and guides were isolated.

Now all the people who are unconscious in the hall are ordinary people.

Xia Meng noticed that the master's wife was also there, lying on a treatment bed.

She looked fine, and the readings on the testing equipment connected to her were all normal.

Xia Meng felt a little relieved.

Li Zhou asked, "Where is Zero?"

The so-called Zero is the first sentinel who fell unconscious in this incident.

The heavily armed police officer replied, "Source No. 1 has been isolated. It's in the quarantine area on the 17th floor."

Xia Meng listened and frowned slightly.

Calling this place a contaminated area is fine, but calling the unconscious sentry a contamination source? Isn't that inappropriate?

But things have their priorities, and she couldn't just put the important things aside and argue with this person about the definition of some noun.

Li Zhou: "Let's go."

Xia Meng: "Yeah."

The four of them walked for a distance when they suddenly heard the policeman behind them suddenly fall flat on the ground.

Three nearby drones were facing him and transmitted the image of his fall in real time.

There was a huge surveillance screen standing outside, and everyone could see it.

Xia Meng blinked and subconsciously turned her head to look at Li Zhou.

Draw a question mark with your eyes.

Li Zhou had a faint smile on his face, blinked, and looked at her innocently.

Four people walked into the elevator.

The elevator, which is usually overloaded, was running at an astonishing speed, reaching the 17th floor.

It was much quieter on the 17th floor.

After the police officers brought the unconscious sentry here, they did not stay for long for fear of being dragged into the matter.

The four of them passed through one isolation ward after another and soon found the number zero that Li Zhou mentioned - the three sentries from Beijing North High School who were initially sent to Beijing North Hospital due to food poisoning.

All three of them were male sentries around seventeen or eighteen years old.

Lying side by side in a triple room.

The three people's faces did not look good, with green tints in the white and purple tints in the blue.

The effects of the food poisoning had not yet worn off from them.

Ou Xu stood at the door and looked in: "That should be them, right? Has Director Zhou's information been sent over?"

Su Fangxiao nodded, took out his phone, and flipped through it. "Target A, Yang Hao, 17 years old, B-level Sentinel, science student, basketball hobby, college entrance exam choice is Beijing University, Department of Architecture. Target B, Liu Dongwen, 17 years old, C-level Sentinel, liberal arts student, racing hobby, college entrance exam choice is Financial Management Department. Target C, Wen Lan, 18 years old, A-level Sentinel, science student, video game hobby, has been admitted to the Sentinel University in advance."

Ou Xu leaned over and asked, "Do you have any more detailed information? For example, what their mental images are like?"

Su Fangxiao: "This involves personal privacy."

Ou Xu: "...this is——"

Su Fangxiao: "But it does exist."

Ou Xu: “…” Then why were you so righteous just now?

Su Fangxiao: "Just in case, the Black Tower will record the information of the sentry, such as mental pheromones, mental bodies, and mental images. On the one hand, it is for identification, and on the other hand, it is for emergency use."

Su Fangxiao: "The current situation is just a matter of what if."

Now they have to delve into the mental images of these three people, which will be full of dangers and difficult to guard against.

In order to know themselves and their enemies, they must understand their targets as comprehensively as possible.

Su Fangxiao flipped through the pages again and shared the private information of the three students who were temporarily released from the Black Tower.

Yang Hao is the only son of an educated family. His grandfather and father are both well-known figures in architecture, and his family runs an architectural design firm in Beijing with an annual income of at least 30 million yuan.

Yang Hao was placed with high hopes since he was a child. People hoped that he would be admitted to the Department of Architecture of Peking University, so he began to be exposed to architecture at a very young age.

When he first awakened to become a Sentinel a year ago, the Black Tower had examined his mental image, and it was a building he had designed himself.

Liu Dongwen comes from a wealthy family with huge wealth. His family business involves many aspects, including real estate, new energy, automobile manufacturing, etc.

Liu Dongwen is the youngest child in the family, with older brothers and sisters, so his parents and siblings dote on him. His parents didn't have high expectations for him, just hoping that he could grow up freely and get into any university.

He himself is very interested in racing and has been exposed to it since childhood. He has participated in many youth rally competitions of various sizes and achieved good results.

In the Black Tower records, Liu Dongwen's mental picture is a vast racing track.

The last one is Wen Lan, who comes from a well-off family. His parents are divorced and he has lived with his father since he was a child. Although it is a single-parent family, the family atmosphere is good and the father-son relationship is very good.

His father is also a Class B sentry and works in a government department. In Beijing, where there are leaders everywhere, he can barely be considered a small leader.

After Wen Lan awakened at the age of 14 and became an A-rank Sentinel, his mental strength was highly valued by the Black Tower. At the age of 15, he was given special admission to Sentinel University. After graduating from high school, he would be able to directly enter Sentinel University. After graduation, if nothing unexpected happened, he would directly join the Black Tower and even become a special agent.

Wen Lan likes playing games, especially shooting games.

Therefore, the scene of his mental picture is similar to the three-dimensional map of a shooting game he plays.

After listening to this, Ou Xu breathed a sigh of relief: "It all sounds normal."

Xia Meng said nothing.

Her intuition told her that it might not be that simple.

Su Fangxiao and Li Zhou didn't say anything either.

Ou Xu said, "Now the question is, whose spiritual vision should we choose? Should we act together or separately?"

Su Fangxiao was very eager to express himself on this point.

Su Fangxiao: "I suggest that we act in pairs. Considering combat effectiveness and endurance, I suggest that each group should have one sentinel and one guide."

As she spoke, she blinked her bright and gentle eyes and looked at Xia Meng with sparkling eyes.

Su Fangxiao: "Xia Xia, I think——"

The conversation had just begun.

Behind her, Ou Xu suddenly covered her mouth.

Su Fangxiao: “!?”

Ou Xu leaned over: "No, you don't want to!"

Ou Xu was a little nervous.

If Su Fangxiao forms a group with Xia Meng, then wouldn't he have to be with Li Zhou?

He doesn't want to be in the same group with Li Zhou! !

To be honest, he was a little afraid of Li Zhou.

I don't know why.

This guy has such a friendly smile.

Perhaps it was because they were in the underground maze of the theater at that time, and Li Zhou suddenly descended from the sky and cut off the chains on his hands and feet with his bare hands.

Or maybe it was because of the dangerous glances Li Zhou had cast at him from time to time in the conference room before.

Or maybe it was because of the cat.

It's clearly a cat, but it exudes a dangerous aura.

His dog didn't even dare to get within five meters of the cat.

The first time I saw the cat, I knelt down.

That’s right! He actually knelt! Down!

That just goes to show how scary that cat is!!

Maybe it just looks like a cat, but is actually a Yuan-devouring Beast (note)?

Yes! Absolutely!

In short, he absolutely should not be in the same group with Li Zhou.

He would accept it even if he was in the same group with Su Fangxiao.

At least that weird woman wouldn't be thinking about killing him all the time.

Of course, he also thought about whether he should just take a gamble and ask Xia Meng to join his group.

Do we have to form a team of sentinels? Can't we have one team of sentinels and one team of guides?

Didn’t he and Xia Meng work well together last time?

However, as soon as this idea came to mind, Ou Xu immediately dismissed it.

Looking at Li Zhou's eyes, it seems that he will kill whoever is in the same group with Xia Meng... Forget it, forget it, my life is more important.

At this moment, Ou Xu grabbed Su Fangxiao, whose life was in danger, pulled her aside, and whispered in her ear with a terrified tone, "Stop trying to commit suicide."

Su Fangxiao: “…”

Su Fangxiao snatched her mouth from his palm.

She coughed.

To be honest, she knew that Li Zhou would never let Xia Meng team up with others.

But she instinctively wanted to give it a try.

What if it succeeds?

She really wanted to try what it would be like to have an 80% matching degree of counseling.

Many sentinels will never meet a guide who can reach 80% in their entire life, and can only make do with the 50% or so guidance provided by the guide center.

Su Fangxiao could even imagine how envious his brothers in the Alpha team would be when he told them that he had found an 80% guide.

Tsk tsk, what a pity, I can see it but can’t touch it.

What a pity.

Ou Xu grabbed Su Fangxiao and quickly picked the one that looked the easiest - Target A, Yang Hao, a boy who was obsessed with architecture.

His mental picture is of a building—what could be so scary about that?

Just choose this one!

Ou Xu: "Then let's go into Yang Hao's place! Let's go first!"

Ou Xu dragged Su Fangxiao into the room and went straight to Yang Hao.

Xia Meng didn't say a word the whole time.

She was concentrating on studying the information of the three boys. When she looked up, she found that Ou Xu and Su Fangxiao had already entered.

The two of them sat in front of Yang Hao's hospital bed, Ou Xu holding Su Fangxiao with one hand and Yang Hao with the other.

Already unconscious.

Ou Xu's head rested on Su Fangxiao's shoulder, while Su Fangxiao's head rested directly on his head.

Xia Meng was surprised: "So fast!?"

She still had something to tell them.

Li Zhou retracted his gaze and looked at her: "Let's go too. Who do you want to choose?"

All that's left are the game maps and the racing circuits.

Xia Meng chose the racetrack without much hesitation.

I feel like that game map is quite difficult.

If it's just racing, it shouldn't be a big deal.

She and Li Zhou walked to Liu Dongwen's bed.

As soon as she sat down, Li Zhou stretched out his hand in front of her.

Xia Meng was startled: "What?"

Li Zhou glanced at Ou Xu and Su Fangxiao, and the meaning in his innocent eyes was very clear: he also wanted to shake hands.

Xia Meng reacted and then burst out laughing.

She: "It's okay, we don't have to do this."

Haven't they tried this before?

Let’s not even mention the time with Fan Xue, she could have gotten in through the air.

Later, when it came to Huo Qingyu, she didn't touch him from beginning to end, but he still went in.

Li Zhou blinked and said softly, "But I want it this way."

Xia Meng: “?”

What do you want?

Want to shake hands?

What's the matter?

Afraid she'd get lost?

Xia Meng thought about it and it seemed to make some sense.

Mental images come in different sizes. What if they are not in the same place when they enter? How difficult would it be to find them?

Thinking of this, Xia Meng grabbed his wrist.

Li Zhou: “?”

Xia Meng: "That's right, you're right. It will be very troublesome if we get lost, so it's better for us to go in together."

Li Zhou: “…”

Xia Meng turned and looked at Liu Dongwen.

He was a good-looking guy, with sharp eyebrows and deep features. His hair was neatly shaved, but above his ears he had a little extra care, a little shaving of an abstract racing pattern. Judging from his appearance alone, he had an outgoing and flamboyant personality.

Xia Meng calmed down and felt a familiar feeling coming over her.

She could sense Liu Dongwen's voice.

She heard a series of panting sounds, as if Liu Dongwen was running hard. As he ran, he shouted, "Hurry up! We're going to be late for the exam!!!"

Xia Meng typed a question mark in confusion.

What?

take an exam? ?

Do these racing drivers also need to take exams?

She subconsciously wanted to turn around and ask Li Zhou, but before she could open her eyes, the familiar darkness enveloped her and instantly dragged her into deeper darkness.

…

bite--

Dong——Dong——

A distant bell rang slowly and Xia Meng woke up suddenly.

When I opened my eyes, I found a large, clean space in front of me. Looking around, I saw rows of tables and chairs.

Many young boys and girls wearing the uniforms of Beijing North High School were sitting in their seats.

Xia Meng looked around in shock.

Isn’t this... her alma mater, the campus of Beijing North High School?

It’s actually here?

Whose spiritual picture is this?

In short, none of the three people have the same spiritual vision.

After careful selection, I chose loneliness.